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wellxconnected · 7 years

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Draco Malfoy was a walking menace and none around him could find a single moment of peace. Lucius couldn’t remember when was the last time he did anything productive when his son wasn’t either asleep or out of the house. He wasn’t sure if he should be glad Draco was so vigorous and obviously healthy or if he should be worried by some of the sounds the boy made. What lungs!

It stood to reason, then, that on some of the days Narcissa took Draco out on a stroll, or a shopping trip, or visiting someone, he would stay home and use the opportunity to get as much work done as possible.

Luckily, just as his pile of papers (a gift from a friend in the Wizengamot that he wasn’t supposed to have) in his desk was starting look dangerously similar to a small mountain his wife decided it was a nice day out and whisked their son away to Diagon Alley.

Lucius had made it clear to the staff of house-elves that he wasn’t to be disturbed unless in case of an emergency. If he remembered correctly, he’d said something along the lines of “someone had better be dying, or someone will die.”, so he was very curious when the door to his office was opened and a patter of little feet came in his direction.

“What?” He asked without turning from the papers, voice calm in spite of himself.

“A man is asking to see mistress – but Dobby told him she’s not home.” the elf spoke “He’s asking to see master then, and Dobby said master is not having visitors, but he is saying he is Regulus Black, sir, and that master would want to talk to him.”

That made Lucius turn and glare at the small creature who wrung his pillowcase, staring at the ground.

“Regulus Black is dead.” He replied, certain of what he was saying even though no body had been found. Regulus had been gone for three years; he either was dead or didn’t want to be found, and so the chances of him calling on the Malfoys were nil.

“Dobby said so, sir!” The elf protested “Dobby said so, but he won’t leave!”

“And I suppose you couldn’t make him leave?” He sneered, standing from his seat.

Dobby made a small noise and hid his face in his cloth, no doubt waiting for punishment. No, Lucius wasn’t going to do anything right now. That would be too easy, and Dobby didn’t deserve to have anything that was easy.

“He seemed so kind, sir.”

“And do I not seem kind, Dobby?” He whispered, leaning over the shorter being. He was perfectly aware that the word kind could describe nothing about him, appearance or otherwise, but a good house-elf would never dispute his master.

Dobby was not a good house-elf.

There was only a small shake of his head, barely perceptible, but it was enough for Lucius.

“I am so disappointed, Dobby.”

He exited the room to the symphony of an elf smashing his head against a bookcase.

Lucius made it to the entrance in record time and opened the door with his wand in hand. It was a good thing he held it with a firm grip, for otherwise he might’ve dropped it after seeing the intruder.

There in his doorstep stood none other than Regulus Black.

It looked like he wasn’t going to get any work done that day.

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#[[Mistreating a house-elf on a thread with Regulus yeaaaah!]]#srblacknoir #Between wars thread #BW young Lucius thread #((roleplaying))

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vervainandwolfsbane · 7 years

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Sirius has been arrested for the murder of James and Lily Potter, Remus lost all of his friends in one go and Regulus has no idea how to help his brother without being arrested himself. (for Fenrir, Jason and Toby) (srblacknoir)

Jason was sat in the bar, it felt like there were people everywhere. Friends, or even family in fact but he was alone. It was like that moment everyone was offering drinks and food to him and Regulus both of which sat in the same booth completely at a loss. He knew it couldn’t be true, Sirius murdering or leading someone to his best friend wasn’t a thing. The man just wouldn’t do that. Remus was upstairs away from it all, it was where Fenrir had said to go because the commotion was too much for them all to be there. In fact he’d tried to get them all up there in the quiet it was just Jason couldn’t move. Knees up to his chin like a small child having lost their mum in the supermarket.

Toby was at a loss, he didn’t know what to do or how to help. Outside in the cold smoking his fifteenth cigarette of the hour. Chain smoking to try and at least calm himself down and because really he didn’t know what else to do. The second they got news it was like the world crashed. All he wanted was to hug Regulus and tell him it’s okay but it wasn’t. He couldn’t even look at him right now because it broke him just knowing he couldn’t help.

Fenrir was cleaning, he’d been cleaning the bar for the last hour just polishing the same spot looking at the door to the stairs. Should he go up, should he just hold Remus?

“He didn’t do it...if I hear another one of you doubt that I will fucking kill you myself...all of you have no fucking idea how much he loved them.” Jason was standing now, his face filled with rage. “Do you doubt it? What because he’s a Black he’s just a closet death eater? You..” Looking at Regulus now. “You fucking killed didn’t you, you were one of them...you deserve to go there not Sirius...never he never wanted to be that, no matter how much you family pushed him...fucking filthy ass muggle hating family. But you did, for love or whatever I bet you slaughtered innocent witches and wizards.” Looking and growling his words at Regulus now.

In that moment Toby had come in, hearing that he marched straight up to Jason wand in his hand pinning the man against the bar with eyes of fury. “You fucking what? You say another thing to him and you’ll be eating your meals from a bloody straw forever...how dare you fucking say that? It’s his brother for fucks sake...” Jason was just glaring at Toby, he was angry about everything. He just lost the love of his life forever. Then the anger changed to something else like all the emotions crashed down in front of him and tears streamed. “I can’t...I...he...their dead and he’s...”

Fenrir was over there grabbing Toby’s wand arm and pulling them apart. “Not today...Remus is upstairs he’s had everyone taken from him. He’s not down here threatening to kill...Jason please just go up...be with him. Toby...Reg needs you...he needs someone to just...”

Shaking himself off he scowled at Jason before going over and just wrapping Regulus in his arms. Kissing his forehead. “Please nothing stupid...I need you okay? Promise me...I’ve always got you but you gotta promise me no heroics...”

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#srblacknoir #bittenchildremus #ic ask #jason #fenrir #toby #FUCK YOU! seriously this...i just got home and this...my heart is now broken and my muses destroyed...*cries*#Anonymous

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thehalfbloodheadofslytherin · 7 years

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What Goes Around, Comes Around - Severus and Sirius

Severus looked at the parchment for what seemed the fiftieth time that evening. Cursing under his breath, he stalked across to his desk, sitting down heavily, rubbing his neck, feeling the heat from the remains of Nagini’s bite. It had been over a year since that fateful night in the boat house, and the ache never really went away.

A wedding, for Merlin’s sake...why on earth would Potter invite him to his wedding? And of course..it would have to be the Weasley girl that he was marrying....Severus scowled...Gods. Of course, he could refuse to go....make up some excuse not to attend...but he also knew that Minerva had been invited..and he would never hear the end of it if he didn’t go.

Suddenly, the past was rushing up to meet him...unwanted and unprepared for. Severus knew that the remaining members of the Order would be there...including Black. Sighing softly, he closed his eyes...he could really live without seeing that man again...but it seemed life had another plan in mind.

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